Page 63 of Corrupt Game

Unsure of how she would react to it, I wanted to be the one to put it in that first time. After that, she would have to do the upkeep because I wouldn’t be around to take it in and out for her each time.

Her excitement at coming upstairs could be felt when the elevator doors opened. She barely even balked at being asked to take off her pants.

Maybe she would be open to sex much faster than the others.

Sex didn’t bother her, but being cold did. She was such a strange woman, and I was starting to enjoy her different moods.

The sight of her ass sticking up at me made my pants get suddenly tight.

Control, I told myself. It was for the best that I didn’t just take my cock out and stick it in that ready and willing pussy. Didn’t mean that I didn’t take long languid looks at her.

Deliberately, I walked over to the dresser where I’d laid out the plug and lubricant. I had to reinforce that Holdt control.

My fingers itched to touch her, but I put the lube on the butt plug.

“Ass cheeks apart, please.”

Sliding it over her puckered hole, she jumped at the intrusion.

“What the fuck!”

While I wanted to laugh at her reaction, I couldn’t let her behavior stop me from this moment. Her ass needed to be stretched if she was going to be able to take my large cock. There wasn’t another way to do it that wasn’t extremely painful.

I was into pain but not that kind of pain. The first time in someone’s ass should be a pleasant and memorable experience for all the right reasons.

That I was her first was something I took seriously. I didn’t want her to remember our time together as horrible. Just like a virgin, the pleasure should far outweigh the pain. Taking the correct measures would prevent that from happening. It was for her own good after all.

With patience, I explained the whys of what I was doing. She didn’t have to have my explanation, but I wanted to keep her updated.

There were things I couldn’t tell her, but this was something that was about her body. She needed to have a say about what did or didn’t go in it.

When she didn’t protest beyond that initial what are you doing screech that I found quite endearing, I moved the plug up and down to get her used to the idea for a minute.

As she held her cheeks open for me, I pushed it past her resistance point until it settled into place.

“Pull your pants up, now.” I spoke more gruffly than I’d planned to, but if I was gentle, I would cave and wind up fucking her brains out. Then all of this prep work, ruined.

Confusion covered her face as she did as I asked, but the disappointment that I hadn’t had sex with her was written all over her face.

My cock twitched.

There would be a moment when she asked me to have sex, but until then, I wasn’t going to cross that boundary.

I held out my arm to her. With a frown, she took it. I could tell she had so many questions that she was holding in for fear I’d take away her time out of the basement.

To do so would be cruel and something that my father would have done just for spite. I wasn’t going to follow in his footsteps like that. He didn’t have that control over me and I wouldn’t debase myself doing something he would have done.

Still unable to stop comparing myself to him, I sat in the limo across from the most intriguing woman I’d ever met.

Maybe it was time to let go of the past and focus on a future that might be brighter in so many ways.

***

Collette hadn’t been pleased to find out that she wasn’t allowed at the table. It was a form of control I needed to make sure that she ate like she was supposed to.

It wasn’t meant as a punishment or form of degradation as many would see it. More of a loving gesture to make sure that I provided for her in the way she needed. I had to care for her. She was my responsibility.

I flashed back to the reason I was so adamant about feeding my girls by hand.